folding paper/broken spells

hi,

I wanted to thank you for taking your time with me. giving me time. I especially like how familiar it all feels. you have everything you need. I am the same, we can be a bonus in the surf. yes, the surf. we can do all those things on balconies and roof tops. we do not need to forgive each other at all. thank you,

Maars

we are clean, and the proximity makes me want to rush. I can’t force a tremble when it is far better to wait for it. I know it is coming. I believe it is coming.

beautiful morning, she said. sensing me. it reminds me of a time on the pacific northwest coast, I learned to practice writing a singular word, there where the rain in December refused to freeze. the valley was warmer. the rains brought a fiery passion and a sunless introspect. on the very best of days I would wake up and my friend Drea would arrive with a scone and coffee. somedays it was as if I was calling her to me. this feeling is that feeling, a fiery passion and I know you are coming. like stretching my joints and choosing tea over wine, I know you are coming.

hey,

I turned a magnet on today. I wanted to feel better so I made my mind commit to helping my body live. I spoke something into a room and forced an understanding. All the boundaries and all the kindness. My family is out there…